A moment to remember the first

 

Today we take a moment to remember the first Siberian and founding member of the Hairy Horde.  This is Mischief (or as the Momma liked to call her "Ms. Chief". ""Moose" or even just "Mis". 7 years ago she crossed the Rainbow Bridge at the very young age of 7.

 

She was the Momma's first dog, and very, very special to her.  She was a very regal lady - and ran the home with an iron paw clad in velvet.  One look from her and you knew you needed to behave!

 

Without her, none of the rest of us would be here as part of the Horde. In some ways she was a true Siberian - stubborn, independent and opinionated.  In others, she was not.  If she ever got loose, she would only run a couple of houses either way and would come back when called!  One time, the storm door was WIDE OPEN  and she just sat on the step inside and looked out!  The Momma was so proud of her (we have no idea why, wouldn't it have been better to run and explore?).

 

So we woo in honor of Mischief and we're taking a bit of time today to snuggle with the Momma.  She's feeling a bit melancholy today and we want to make her feel better. Take a moment and hug your furbabies today and remember those that have gone ahead and are still loved and missed.

 

My sweet Mischief was one of a kind.  I miss her deeply every day, and knowing that today was a lifetime (for her) that she has been gone has made me a bit teary-eyed. Time had dulled the pain of losing her far too soon, but I will always remember the time I had with her. She wears her Silver Harness with pride, and I know she watches over us. Love you lots, baby girl!

We just wanted to pop in briefly and wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving! We hope that everyone takes a moment to really think about what they are grateful for, and to remember those that aren't at fortunate as us.  With the holidays upon us - take a moment and spare a $ or two to give to those that aren't as well off as you.  Every little bit counts and there are lot of people (and critters) who are alone or forgotten that will appreciate being remembered this holiday season.

Where does the time go?

And once again we stop to blow the dust off this poor neglected blog...  We really need to work on getting the momma to get on here more often!

Lots of changes have happened in the almost 2 years since we last posted.  We have lost another member of the Horde.  Our sweet old boy, Eddie, crossed the Rainbow Bridge in February.  He lived to be over 13, but he's left a huge hole in our pack and in our hearts. 

The rest of us are doing ok - but since we still have an elder who at 10 1/2 refuses to grow up, another approaching midlife at almost 6 and the baby who is now at 4 1/2, we are hinting that perhaps we need to add some new blood to the pack.  The momma is thinking about it, but dad is not too impressed!  Guess we (and momma) will have to work harder on him!

We'll try to be better - maybe even get momma to update the picture and perhaps she'll even introduce all of us properly sometime soon!  (hint, hint, momma!)

Till then, stay warm, think SNOW and start getting ready for all the upcoming holiday madness!

SNOW!!!

It's snowing!!!  Finally!  We're gonna go out to play and enjoy the fluffy white stuff!

 ~ the Horde and their momma

A look back

Well, it's been quite awhile since we last posted, and we'll be honest - blame the momma! 

I will fully accept the blame for not posting - honestly, for quite awhile I lost all desire to even think of posting.


After getting home from the Ireland trip, I was interested in spending more time with the dogs than blogging - especially since one of the Horde had cancer.  Sierra had hermangiosarcoma, a blood borne cancer.  It was originally in her spleen which we had removed.  All was going well, and then the nasty #$^&* came back. This time it was in her liver. We could have had surgery done, but it would have given us only a few months more - at 10 1/2 it was not worth putting her through surgery again.  We decided to help her cross the Bridge before she suffered.  It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do, but it was the right thing to do for her.  After that, I just wanted to curl up and love even more on the rest of the Horde.

Well, as the year is a few hours away from ending, and the Horde has been pestering me, we will once more venture forth into cyberspace (or should I say siber-space?) in 2012.

We all want to wish everyone a Happy New Year!  May your 2012 be filled with love, laughter and happiness!

~ the Horde and their Momma

Newgrange

Today we visited Newgrange - a monolithic tomb that predates both the Pyramids in Egypt and Stonehenge.   At sunrise on the Winter Solstice, the sun hits a shaft at the entrance of the tomb and illumiates the inside of it.




It is mind-boggling to think that Stone Age man constructed this with no modern-day equipment.

Tomorrow morning we head for home - seems like this trip passed by in the blink of an eye.  Starting with the next post, I will return control of the blog back to the furballs (at least until I hijack it again!).

~ the momma

Quiet contemplation

Today we visited a quiet unassuming little church -  St. Columba's Parish Church in Drumcliffe in County Sligo.  It sits quietly in the shadow of Ben Bulben - the table top mountain.


Its two claims of interest are a very well preserved celtic cross that dates back to perhaps as far back as 1100.


The other?  The final resting place of W.B. Yeats.  He wanted to be buried here, where his great-grandfather was the rector of the church.  As you can see, his headstone is nothing out of the ordinary.


Hard to believe that this quiet churchyard contains two such treasures.

"Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." ~ W.B. Yeats

~ the momma